Chapter 32
Lily
Craziness had become a part of my life since meeting Saint. Because of him, I’d pushed all my boundaries in ways I’d never dreamed of doing. He’d been the catalyst for an awakening that I hadn’t known I wanted.
An entirely different lust for life.
Not just because I found him as attractive as I did infuriating, but also because he’d challenged my beliefs.
My sudden desire had little to do with being mates.
The thought continued to bring a maniacal laugh into my system.
Except not right now.
All I felt at this moment was complete unbridled desire. My body was on fire, my skin tingling just from being this close. No man had ever said something so heartfelt in my life. Certainly not Damien.
Selfish bastard.
I rocked on Saint’s lap, shifting back and forth across the thick bulge between his legs. His eyes were glassy yet twinkling in the passing lights.
“What are you doing, Lily flower, other than driving me crazy?”
With my arms wrapped around his neck, I kept shifting. “Anything I want.”
His nostrils flared and he shook his head slowly. “You better be careful or I’ll lose control.”
As I lowered my head, I licked my lips. “That’s exactly what I’m hoping for.” I didn’t wait for him to make the first move, capturing his mouth as he’d done with mine a half dozen times. I held our lips in place as he rubbed his huge hands up and down my back.
Vibrations danced through me and every nerve was standing on end. As I pushed my tongue into his mouth, he immediately sucked on it.
Saint tugged on my dress until he managed to pull the hem over my knees. Now he’d get a complete understanding of how wet he made me. My thong was soaked.
His breathing was labored and within seconds, he was growling. The sound was magnified and the quiet, shy girl should feel embarrassment since we weren’t alone.
I didn’t.
I was elated, so on fire I was fearful we’d combust.
He brushed his hands under my dress, caressing my skin with the rough pads of his fingers. A series of goosebumps popped along every inch of skin. The kiss continued, rough and needy, my blood pressure rising from his heated touch alone.
Everything about the moment was completely sinful, but I just didn’t care. Too bad if someone caught us. Let them publish a photograph of two people who couldn’t get enough.
I kept grinding on him and sensed I was driving him crazy. He finally pushed me back, half laughing before biting down on my bottom lip.
Shuddering, I closed my eyes as he slid his hands to my arms, tickling my skin before pushing me back into a deep arc.
With my head down, my hair touching the floorboard, I had an incredible view of the front seat.
Our driver couldn’t seem to help himself, peering into the rearview mirror every few seconds.
This was not in the public relations handbook, but so what?
You only lived once and if Saint and his crazy ways had taught me anything, it was to stop taking everything so seriously.
Saint tugged on the bodice of my dress until he was able to free my breasts, He cupped both, exhaling for a few seconds. “You are so fucking beautiful, Lily.”
The man was all kinds of muscles and grooves that I longed to touch and lick, but that wasn’t going to happen. His scent was driving me crazy. My God, how could any man have such a raw, rich, and musky fragrance?
He swirled the tip of his tongue around one nipple while he pinched the other between his fingers. The pain was instant, a solid rush of adrenaline that added to the roaring fire. My pussy throbbed, the hard clench almost pulling me into a powerful orgasm.
His tongue was hot, his breath scorching my skin.
Panting, I rested on his legs, overwhelmed by the incredible sensations. He took his time, rubbing his lips to my other hardened bud, sucking and licking while making exaggerated sounds. The man was grandstanding again and I loved it.
Every time he twisted my nipple, stars floated in front of my eyes. Maybe this girl craved a little pain after all.
When he finally slid one arm under my waist, pulling me back into a sitting position, I couldn’t stand waiting any longer. I rose onto my knees, smiling down at him as I unfastened his belt and trousers.
The way Saint threw his arms across the back of the seat was commanding, but the expression he wore allowed me another glance at his carnal side.
“What do you want?” I asked.
“Everything, baby.”
“Sounds like you can’t get enough.” I jerked at the button, finally maneuvering the zipper.
“That’s exactly right. Don’t worry. This is just the appetizer. I plan on feasting on you for hours later. Until I have my fill.”
His dirty talk was enhanced by the huskiness in his voice.
With an evil grin on his face, he slipped his hand between my legs, ripping my thong aside. Using just a single finger, he flicked it back and forth across my clit.
“Imagine when I suck on your tender little bud, Lily flower.”
I shuddered in response and freed his cock, immediately wrapping my hand around the base. As I twisted my hand, his entire face changed, the look more primal. “Mmm…”
“I’m so fucking hard. I could take you all night long.” He smiled in the devilish way that had made him a household name. The grin widened as he pinched my clit.
Being able to stroke him like this was shamelessly dangerous. I could barely breathe from the intensity of the moment and when his gaze darkened, I was pulled into a sweet vacuum.
The look wasn’t just of a man in need, but one who was starving to death.
Every stroke of his hand made me even wetter, the scent of raging hunger wafting between us.
His breathing remained ragged. I loved what I did to him and the fact he wasn’t shy about expressing it.
“I can’t wait to feast on you,” he murmured, rolling his fingers up and down my pussy.
The tingling sensations were overwhelming. Whatever we were doing wasn’t enough. Perhaps it would never be enough. The pounding in my chest increased, the man able to keep me breathless.
The moment he thrust his fingers inside, I lost all control. The orgasm was building. There was no way of stopping it, the ferociousness taking complete hold of me.
I threw my hand to the roof, pressing my palm against the soft material as an orgasm crushed my senses. I rode his hand as he finger-fucked me, doing everything I could to keep from issuing an audible moan.
“That’s it, baby. Take all you want.”
I felt his quick inhales, quivering every time he blew hot breath across my chest. I wasn’t shameful about my reaction, half laughing and half moaning because that’s what the man did to me.
When I ebbed down from the ravaging high, he removed his fingers, winking just before slipping them into his mouth. I watched in fascination as he sucked on the thick digits, licking every drop of my juice off his skin.
I lolled my head, dragging my tongue across my lips as my pussy continued to throb.
He was looking at me in an entirely different way, dark yet more soulful.
As if the connection had deepened.
As if we were one.
The notion should terrify me, but it only added to the moment of crazed intoxication. He laughed as I jerked on his trousers, forcing them further down his hips. With his cock fully aroused, I kept one hand wrapped around the base, rubbing the tip up and down my pussy.
“You want this?” he asked.
“Maybe.”
His laugh sent a thrill through me.
The man might be all kinds of arrogant, but he was also the most passionate person I’d ever met in my life. The look he was giving me alone kept my body tingling, completely electrified.
“Be careful teasing me. You know what I can and will do.” His tone was duskier and I sensed he was losing control.
Should that terrify me?
The thought brought a smile. With my legs shaking, I placed his cockhead against my swollen lips.
“Are you getting extra wet for me, Lily flower? Is your clit hard and tender?”
“Uh-huh.” I pressed one hand on his shoulder, giving him a salacious look that should rival his possessive one.
His eyes were hooded, his nostrils remaining flared. “I know your body, Lily. I’m the only man who knows exactly what you need.”
“What’s that?”
With a deep breath, he gripped both my hips, jerking me all the way down. The hard thud made enough noise the driver shifted in his seat. My guess was the poor man was uncomfortable.
The rush of endorphins created a wave of tingles shooting all the way to my toes. I couldn’t stop shaking as my pussy muscles immediately began to spasm.
“So fucking tight. Wetter than before.”
“Yes,” I muttered in a stark whisper.
“Ride me, Lily. Take everything you want.”
I gripped both shoulders, shifting back and forth while we continued to look into each other’s eyes.
His were still glassy, but there was more emotion in them than I’d seen before.
So much I was in awe of him, the way I felt and the connection that only became stronger the longer we knew each other.
There was no making sense of what he was, but I realized that in life, some chances were worth taking. After all, I had a little Wolfie in me as well.
When I clenched my thighs against his legs, he gripped one while slipping his other arm around my neck. His hold was possessive, his fingers digging into my skin. Together we rocked. He pressed his legs off the seat and within seconds, I was bouncing on him with wild abandon.
“I want you to come with me,” he murmured, his words a command.
The pleasure was spreading quickly, so much so my pussy was clenching and releasing. I wasn’t certain I could hold out much longer.
We were both panting and his jaw was clenched. I let out a gasp as I neared another climax.
“Yes. Yes. Yes.” My words were garbled, the bliss keeping me over-sensitized.
He went deeper, grinding until he hit my clit. The sensations were even more explosive, leaving me shaking violently.
He pounded into me, refusing to let go of his control. As soon as he fisted my hair, he pulled my head down until our lips were almost touching. Just before he crushed his lips over mine, he whispered a single word.
This time, he did so with utter certainty.
“Mine.”
As soon as our lips were locked together, his body stiffened. Within seconds, we couldn’t hold back any longer.
A wave struck me hard, the crests shaking every inch of me, leaving me shivering and moaning raggedly into the kiss.
He kept our lips together as he pulled me tightly against him and within seconds, he erupted deep inside.
Another series of lights flashed in front of my periphery of vision, bright and beautiful with colors of the rainbow. As he started to slow his actions, his mouth continuing to devour mine, I remained lost not only in the moment.
But also in the man.
As soon as I pulled away, I dragged my tongue around his mouth, drinking in his sweet essence one more time.
With our foreheads pressed together, for the first time I allowed myself the pleasure of realizing nothing about what we were doing was fake.
It was very real.